A shadow between porn hub Show World and its fate in Times Square, a chain barrier between "the 'SATC' house" and Carrie fans in the Village, bad blood between a rock bar and its neighbors in Park Slope … and just a click between you and our daily boroughs report!
Scores West has between $1 million and $10 million in debt and has filed for bankruptcy on the heels of being busted for prostitution, losing its liquor license, and getting sued for tips skimming and sexual harassment.
Okay, so we've known the identity of the hooker who hung Eliot Spitzer for nearly two days now, and in that time we've heard from her sketchy friends, her family, and a dude who claims to have been her pimp but probably really wasn't. But where's Ashley Dupré, a.k.a. Kristen, herself? As AM New York brilliantly points out, "for a call girl, Ashley Dupré sure has proven hard to get ahold of." The press is camped outside of her tony Chelsea building, but she's not inside. She doesn't need to work, because yesterday she made a ton of money off her selling her single on the Internet. But she's nowhere to be found! Not even at Barbara Walters's place! While we endure this interminable wait for her spectacular public debut, here's what we've learned about her since yesterday:
• Some people (okay, us) wondered whether she was actually 32, not 22 as has been reported. But it turns out that's probably wrong. [NYM]
• Spitzer had met with her several times before, but it was only after her last visit that she called her Emperor's Club bosses and said, "Oh, my God! Do you know who this guy is?" [NYP]
Chelsea: The School of Visual Arts has acquired the Chelsea West Cinemas on 23rd Street for use as auditoriums … and the school's acting chair, design legend Milton Glaser (who did both the "I Heart NY" logo and the original New York Magazine emblem), will redo the place inside and out. Cool! [Mediabistro via Blog Chelsea]
Cobble Hill: Did some of Spitzer's ho brokers live here or in Brooklyn Heights? Either way, kinda classy hoods to be associated with this tawdriness, if you ask us. [Cobble Hill Blog]
Coney Island: The city will replace huge, ugly, hazardous gaps in the boardwalk with a concrete-plastic wood-look-alike material … but, fakaktaishly, not until after the summer season. [NYDN]
Bedford-Stuyvesant: Egg didn’t make this list of top southern eats, but Five Spot Soul Food at 459 Myrtle Avenue was picked as a fave since dishes like Kentucky Turkey Chops and Charleston Low Country Smothered Chicken "sound good" even if they’re not necessarily authentic classics. [Gridskipper]
Chelsea: Klee Brasserie's open for brunch and dinner on Easter, and you can order the "Thinly Sliced Easter Ham & Bio Egg," which combines honey-glazed ham, deviled eggs, and capers, at both seatings. [Grub Street]
Lower East Side: The new vegetarian restaurant Broadway East adds to its sustainability cred by featuring local beer and wine. [Zagat Buzz]
Midtown East: The first soft-shell crabs of the season are now available at the Oyster Bar. [Grub Street]
Midtown West: Bistro Milano from team BiCE has opened at 1350 Sixth Avenue, and sidewalk seating opening this spring will double the restaurant’s 70-cover capacity. [TONY]
West Village: "Chef Gary Robins was the best thing to happen to the most recent Russian Tea Room relaunch. So, naturally, he was fired." But, you’ll be able to taste his cooking downtown this spring, when rustic restaurant Sheridan Square opens at 134 Seventh Avenue South. [Bottomless Dish/Citysearch]
Once a week, Daily Intel takes a peek at what your friends and neighbors are doing behind doors left slightly ajar. Today, the Hot, Everything-But Guy: 26, male, Chelsea, gay, single.DAY ONE 7:05 a.m.: Wake up an hour before alarm, ugh. I need to pee.
7:10 a.m.: Once the morning wood deflates, I climb down stairs from my loft bed, put on boxers, and scurry out of apartment into hallway to the shared bathroom.
7:45 a.m.: Making yummy omelette with hot peppers when I hear sounds of flip-flops flip-flopping from the hall. I look through the peephole with a clear view of hallway to the shared shower hoping for Hot Neighbor in apartment #4 or guy above me in #10. Nope, it's just Cliff.